Bank robbers, lawyers and corrupt politicians seem to be getting more favorable press lately than the gang I’m associated with.

I am a lifetime member of the Baseball Writers Association of America and have a Hall of Fame vote. I say that with pride, although after the vote was announced and no one got in this year, I should probably say that with a whisper, not a shout.

See, while the economy is crumbling and some people are having a hard time making house payments and putting food on the table, there is still a red-hot passion and anger toward us BBWAA members and that’s good, I guess. In a weird way, the more people hate us, the more of a relevant diversion from the real world this vote is.